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LEVEL EVERYTHING UP in my Eldritch Tribe

What if a power to level up or upgrade everything—your way of living, battle skills, military prowess, etc.—but this power is limited to your Eldritch tribe. Would you expand your tribe to rise above all adversaries, would you use it to gain more personal power or use it to toy with everyone? Lyerin wanted nothing more than peace on himself, but all he had was regret. He possessed a secret ability that allowed him to quickly excel at anything he chose, but he could only use it once. While others had to spend a long time to reach higher levels or master new skills, he only needed to complete a simple, specific task to level up. However, he had already used this ability to count a specific number of sand grains to save his own life. After that, his existence became a living hell. One day, he was unexpectedly sent back in time, where he would witness numbers appearing in the sky, signaling the end of the world again—an apocalypse he despised the most! But Lyerin realized he could use his ability once more, this time on a certain group of people. A TRIBE! ``` [ Ding! ] [ You have chosen to level up knife slash! As a Wildling of your tribe, you can level up your knife slash. ] [ Condition: Slash the knife 500 times. ] [ You have chosen a random tree to level up! The tree is part of your tribe; you can level it up. ] [ Condition: Water the tree 300 times. ] [ You cannot level up anymore due to your limited rank within the tribe. Raise your rank in the clan first. ] [ Condition: Give honor to the tribe. ] [ You have reached the peak level of your tribe. If you want to level up further, improve and level up your clan! ] [ Condition: Level up the Ancestral Healing Ritual, level up the Newborn Den, and level up the tribe's farm. ] ``` With this overpowered ability, can he still hold onto his selfish wish for peace within himself? Warnings: 1. Cold, Calculated and Cunning MC. 2. After 100+ chapters will be bloody.

Notorious_911 · Fantasi
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312 Chs

Announcement

Lyerin straightened himself and took a slow, deliberate breath before addressing the screen once again, his voice dripping with calculated arrogance.

"My dear people of Earth," he began, with a smirk curling at the edges of his lips.

"I have an announcement to make. You see, Yasira was right about one thing—you are in danger. But not from the Asura race."

He gestured toward the still-stunned Yasira standing beside him, her remaining arms trembling.

"No, the danger comes from me. From now on, all of you, every last human on this planet, will be under my rule."

Lyerin would smirked.

"Yes, you heard me. You will all be under my rule and I will make sure that even if you try to oppress me, I can still make you obey me like a dog you all are going to be. But that would be my secret for now."

Yasira's eyes widened in horror, but she remained silent, her mind scrambling to keep up with his words.